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Thursday, October 8, 2009

Monday, the J-Bloggers Chilled

Yom shishi, 21 Tishrei 5770.

When the Dearly Beloved and I were discussing the first J-Bloggers' Convention last year, we fantasized that it would be a big auditorium filled with people with laptops, furiously typing away to each other, with zero eye-contact. After all, even though we commented on each other's blogs regularly, most of us had never met in person. What could we possibly talk about, without the benefit of Google and spell-check?

After both last year's and this year's J-Bloggers' Conventions, the biggest complaint was that there wasn't enough social time around all the programming. So this year, we decided (via comments on each other's blogs, natch) to create our own social gathering. And, since we were in charge, we decided to invite family, lurkers, and readers.

RivkA (with a capital A) from Coffee and Chemo organized the event (and continued organizing, even during the event). We met at the Japanese Bell in Gan Sacher, where rumor had it there was a sukkah. It took the Dearly Beloved and a couple of other intrepid souls a bit of a hike to find it; but there was, indeed, a very tiny sukkah (conveniently placed near a large, open-air beer stand).

I met "friends" whose writing I had enjoyed for some time, but had never met, such as Mrs. S from Our Shiputzim. (Which reminds me that I want to speak at some point about how people who meet each other through their extensive written thoughts are not strangers by the time they meet in person...)
I met again bloggers I'd met at the conventions -- but this time, I had time to hear their thoughts. I had a very interesting conversation with Gila of My Shrapnel. She gave me much food for thought, and the reminder that it is vitally important to listen to opinions that differ from one's own.

Yisrael of My Right Word deigned to join our merry band, even without our beloved Batya ("She LEFT me," he lamented), who was off doing something -- probably important -- which we might get to read about in me-ander or Shilo Musings or at Arutz Sheva. (Can you say "prolific"?)

Even Jameel permitted himself a short break from The Muqata to mingle with the holy Yidden. And I found one blog I'd never encountered before -- but which could easily become a favorite -- thanks to David of Balashon - Hebrew Language Detective.

And just like the teenagers in my yishuv, the conversation eventually broke down into groups of girls, and groups of boys. (Nice modeling, parents.)

We were having such a fine ol' time that the conversations went into the evening.

All in all, it was a rockin' good time. We look forward to the next one, at which we hope to see some of the bloggers who wanted to come but couldn't make it, such as Aliyah06 of Baka Diary, the namesake of I'll Call Baila, and West Bank Mama.

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About Me

I am anxious for everyone to get along, starting with the Jews. Scratch that. Starting with religious Jews. Hmmmm... probably still a lot to strive for. How about religious Jews in Israel? In Gush Etzion? In my yishuv? How about let's just start with my family. Okay, guys. As Abba says, "World peace starts at this table." Let's get our act together, and bring Moshiach.

In small ways, every day, I try to to do my part to rectify the error in judgment of my zaydies, the meraglim. "See these big grapes? We can make really big wine!"